Never Knew the Guy
I heard you were a gin drinker who liked to play cards
Had a penchant for blondes and vintage cars
Heard you threw a mean right, had an eagle tattoo
And every day my mother says I look just like you, just like you
That's the story they tell me
Since you took off one night
They tell me about my father
But I never knew the guy
That's the story they tell me
Since you took off one night
They tell me about my father
But I never knew the guy
You were a varsity jock
Who listened to punk
Couldn't hold a job
Cause you never gave a fuck
Heard you had a temper
And I have your eyes
Heard you loved my mother
And your mistress on the side, on the sly
That's the story they tell me
Since you took off one night
They tell me about my father
But I never knew the guy
That's the story they tell me
Since you took off one night
They tell me about my father
But I never knew the guy
Water broke on prom night, and you didn't stick around
You send post cards from a hundred different towns
Heard I have a sister, hope you treat her well
But as for you, you can go to hell
Go to hell
That's the story they tell me
Since you took off one night
They tell me about my father
But I never knew the guy
Fuck that guy
Had a penchant for blondes and vintage cars
Heard you threw a mean right, had an eagle tattoo
And every day my mother says I look just like you, just like you
That's the story they tell me
Since you took off one night
They tell me about my father
But I never knew the guy
That's the story they tell me
Since you took off one night
They tell me about my father
But I never knew the guy
You were a varsity jock
Who listened to punk
Couldn't hold a job
Cause you never gave a fuck
Heard you had a temper
And I have your eyes
Heard you loved my mother
And your mistress on the side, on the sly
That's the story they tell me
Since you took off one night
They tell me about my father
But I never knew the guy
That's the story they tell me
Since you took off one night
They tell me about my father
But I never knew the guy
Water broke on prom night, and you didn't stick around
You send post cards from a hundred different towns
Heard I have a sister, hope you treat her well
But as for you, you can go to hell
Go to hell
That's the story they tell me
Since you took off one night
They tell me about my father
But I never knew the guy
Fuck that guy
Credits
Writer(s): Ernesto Rayside
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